I can't sleep...

Ever have one those disheveled days and wonder what it is that is so unsettling? I don't know what it is but today but that description cetainly provides accuracy to my thoughts and feelings. My heart feels unkept but I don't know what it is that it needs. Last night I cried for some time to my best friend matt about how I don't see how I can work as a receptionist for much longer, but we really need the money just to get by. There is something about art, innovating, and culture that awakens me. Something that minimum wage and secretarial duties cause me to search for the previous.
So I decided to see what other people are creating by reading their blogs. I was pleasantly encouraged by my dear friend Leah. I can finally say it world: "Leah and Rob are pregant!" I have been so excited about this one and waiting for everyone to know. She had an eloquent way of announcing her happy news that I must recommend you immediately go and read here blog at http://leahmarievis.blogspot.com/
Thanks friend :)

Mr. Tricky Prof.

So Thursdays are my long days. I work from 8-5 at the School of Education and then I attend Intro to Linguistics from 6 to 10:30pm. Last week was my first class and it was an unusual "first class."
So I walk cutting it close to start time after engulfing some dinner and sit down at 5:57. I gaze around the room and notice that there are about 25 women and 2 men. Oh Cal Baptist. One, sitting behind me, is already falling asleep and the other looks middle aged with a receding hairline and a gold watch a chain. Oh yeah, he's 1990's cool, I comment to myself, kind of like this guy:

People begin to start talking, "hi, how are you, oh you want to be a teacher too?" and then the epic topic of conversation moves to b***s-ing their way through the papers. Then Mr. 90's gold chain says, "Have any of you looked through the book? It looks easy. Man, I could teach this

Actually, I am going to teach this."

Mr. '90's gold chain and receding hairline is my linguistics teacher. ha ha.

and He showed up...

Since the Holy Spirit dwells within those who yield to Jesus Christ, do you ever wonder when He is going to move and shake us up? It is on the days when there are visable aclaimations of the personal interaction between the spirit of God and His bride that refuel me. I don't know what it was about the worship we offered up on 7/8, but Sandals seemed to be stirred in a way that reflects kingdom activity. Upon further thought, is it really that He showed up, or did we just finally notice the sin that had so easily entaglled us?

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. 2Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart." Hebrews 12

During worship I could not stop from repeating this in the moments I was not being the awesome back-up singer I am. Outward sin is noticed by all but the inward sin in my own heart matters just as much. Hmmm...caught red handed...and it feels good...